As I stand in the midst of one of the greatest inner cities, Harlem...Black America has ever produced, my spirit is reduced to silence as my people are sacrificed on the alter of idolatry, ignorance and self-loathing hatred; we have seemed to have forgotten the dream of a king, where men are built by their character. I see my purpose as a rebel to rebel against the soliloquies of racial hostility…I stand in silence and awe of what God is preparing in my soul, while battling confusion of a generation past who lost their king and yet managed to maintain their existence that was slowly slipping away in protecting themselves from the tyranny of suggestion at their honorary status.
As I look at black leaders in their individual decisive utterances of truth used as catch phrases of cool to attract the loyalty of the black masses, yet leaving our sons in the fetal position of loneliness outside of their progressive dreams in the face of police brutality, political frowardness and insult. Here I stand in the legacy of my elders I ask the question; whose report have we believed...the report of the Lord or inferiority lying dormant in our subconscious to allow the doctrine of hate, separatism and superiority to resonate in the behavior of “our place” in the 21st Century ...a legend can be found.
The worlds report says we are partly human, less than intelligent, counted among the least…well, Christ said, when we do for the least of humanity, we do for Him. And, yet our children play well into propping up the statistical ideological time span of inferiority we encounter without countering with the language of the God of our forefathers. So, as the children of Almighty God, called out from among them to claim our possession as a royal priesthood whose lives are predestined, even presidential to become God’s success story; we must brake the shackles of foolishness possessed in the falsehood of possessions and one again believe the argument that we will win the war.
I speak as a man, colored in the gift of an Artist who knows no bounds of beauty to give his people an intelligent means of progress, a grandglorious design strategy coupled with a love to take hold of our enemy’s unruly ideas of prejudice and stamp them under our feet. This is the boldness of our legacy of freedom in America, which must be told to our children; not in the sarcastic satire of comedic impulse, but in the brilliant and thoughtful imparting of truth. We must teach our children the power of their voice to move ideas unchained by the incisions of societal aggression paralyzing their voice and their justice. It is our responsibility to mold their sentiments and actions to know the truth that can heal generations forward.
As we enter a new day of looking at America, it is still an answerable question to know the history that has brought us to this society that boastfully admonishes its attempt to be the moral, conscientious, and compassionately conservative of its earthly neighbors. It is a place where the story of becoming the first is possible adn the last being an impprobale stand. Primarily, because America is the youngest in the antiquity of its neighbors; America has had to grow up to its ideals to comfort its mistakes in affording them to lift its triumphs. Yet, in the halls of democracy black youth are the victims of the door of imagination, while Madison Avenue uses the creative genius to sell the cool status of street culture, pinning catch phrases in their daily converse to which neither our children nor their families have received any royalty checks from Madison Avenue’s Patriot Act of spying on their cultural ecclesiastical verbiage. For as much as we as elders disagree with the brazen acts of rebellion in our children, they too have a stake in America’s capitalist democracy, yet they are fully unaware as a critical mass demographic in their possibilities to change their circumstance by simply returning home where their elders are waiting to teach, care, and provide them with the knowledge to succeed against all odds…give us this day, our daily bread to learn to forgive our enemies, as well as ourselves, so the Lord’s will can be done on earth as it is in heaven.
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